INVESTIGATIONS: The Ungentle Art

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At that point the details were filled in by Witness Paul Bradshaw, Teamsters ex-steward who decided to sing after taking the rap for what was to happen next to Pozusek. Bradshaw testified that he and some other union goons were instructed by Carpenters' Business Agent Joe Bartell to go over to the Pozusek project 'and "saw the joists to the breaking point—not to saw all the way through." Bartell explained that "nine -times out of ten, he [Pozusek] will never notice it, and when the home is built and the people move in, the thing will collapse and he will have ulcers." The union toughs tried to carry out their orders, but the Pozusek place was "really put together," and the saw trick did not work. They were not defeated: they dynamited it.

A Sense of Humor. Bradshaw's girl friend, gushing, giggling Helen Canfield, 26, a member of the Teamsters Union by virtue of her job as an egg-candler at an A. & P. warehouse, had the time of her life telling how the union enforcers stink-bombed Scranton's nonunion Sonny Boy Bakery.

"I thought that was very amusing to me, because, well, I have smelled rotten eggs, sir, and that is what a stink bomb smells like," she burbled. "Mr. Hubshman [Robert Hubshman, a Teamster slugger] and Mr. Brady [Philip Brady, business agent for the International Brotherhood of Electrical Workers in Scranton] had discussed this with me, and I can't call them 'mister'—I am so used to calling them Bob and Billy and so on. Bob, he said to me, 'Wait until they try soap and water to clean that up.' Because, he said, 'Only ammonia will take it out and they will never think of ammonia. They will try soap and water and it will make it that much worse, and it will go into the cellar and it will ruin all of the flour that is stored there.' And he said, 'Wait until they turn on the oven,' he said, 'then they will be running outside.' When he was telling me all of that, I wanted to go up and take a look, and I thought it would be fun, really."

Egg-Candler Canfield was less amused when she herself was arrested on a charge of conspiring to obstruct justice (she had lied in giving Boy Friend Bradshaw an alibi for the dynamiting). Said she to the McClellan committee: "There was a state policeman stood there for a while watching us, and after him Detective Welch came in to see we didn't leave the room, and after him [Detective] Wojciechowski came in, and since this was early in the morning and I was not allowed in the ladies' room, and it was 2 o'clock before we were arraigned and I had no breakfast and I had no lunch and I had to go to the ladies' room and finally I got very disturbed. I decided I will forget I am a lady—supposed to be—and I said, 'Mr. Wojciechowski, if you are not going to let me out of here, you lend me your hat.' " Mr. Wojciechowski let her out.